Chapter 243

Song Zhaodi snorted angrily and said, "I just want to treat you as an animal, what to feed you, what's the point? Do I dare?"

"Then you still make these?" Zhong Jianguo said, "Last night there was a table of vegetarian dishes, and in the morning there was still a table of vegetarian dishes. I didn't eat the beef and pork in the refrigerator, and kept it for the New Year."

Song Zhaodi gave him a deep look: "I like to eat or not."

Zhong Jianguo had a heart attack and stared at Song Zhaodi intently. Seeing her two mouthfuls of vegetarian dishes and one mouthful of rice, she kept eating: "Zhenxing, go to stir-fry a plate of shredded pork, and the three of us will eat it."

When Zhenxing and Liu Jingjing came back, Song Zhaodi had already cooked, and Liu Jingjing was very satisfied with today's meal, how could he eat meat every day. Zhenxing was not satisfied, but he thought that Song Laibao's high blood pressure was measured yesterday, which frightened Song Zhaodi, so he continued to eat vegetarian food at noon.

For Zhong Jianguo's sake, Zhenxing naturally stood on Song Zhaodi's side: "Teacher, do you want to do it?"

"Do it if you don't mind the trouble." Song Zhaodi said.

Zhong Jianguo: "Hurry up."

Zhenxing hurried to the front of the refrigerator, opened it, and was dumbfounded: "Teacher, where's the meat?"

"You ask me who I ask?" Song Zhaodi said, "You both cooked last night and this morning."

Liu Jingjing hurriedly asked, "Is the meat gone?" Nodding at the sight of Zhenxing, he quickly walked over, "Hey, teacher, where are the leftover buns from yesterday?"

"I don't know." Song Zhaodi said, "I'm going to ask you guys."

Zhenxing opened his mouth and wanted to say, but we didn't take it. When the words came to our lips, Fu Zhixin said, "Is it taken away by Xinxing?"

"You don't know, he did it." Song Zhaodi said, "Master Zhong, are you still eating?"

Zhong Jianguo "snapped" and threw down his chopsticks: "Where are the reborn people?"

"Don't look for it, I ran to Yongcheng earlier." Song Zhaodi said, "I'm probably eating and drinking with a few colleagues at the moment. If you want to beat him tomorrow, I won't stop him."

Zhenxing frowned: "Rehabilitation is a fault of someone to learn from."

"Self-taught." Song Zhaodi said, "Eat quickly. Jingjing didn't say she was fat a few days earlier, just in time, eat something plain to clear your stomach."

Zhong Jianguo's face was full of displeasure: "I can't even be vegetarian. My mouth is about to fade out."

"Teacher, I won't lie to you, I eat two more vegetarian meals, and I don't have the energy to go to class." Zhenxing continued.

Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "Just get used to it."

"Although the doctor told me to eat as lightly as possible, he also said that the nutrition is balanced." Zhong Jianguo looked at Song Zhaodi, his eyes full of hope, "Mr. Song, shall I go shopping tomorrow morning?"

Song Zhaodi laughed: "What about your grandfather? Our family life was not good before, and I didn't see you—"

"Teacher, our family's life is not difficult." Zhenxing said, "There is at least one meat dish every day."

Liu Jingjing couldn't help but ask, "Do you eat meat every day?"

"Eat fish if you don't eat pork." Zhenxing said, "There is also chicken soup or old duck soup every three or five years. There is also a meal of stewed goose in an iron pot on New Year's and festivals."

Liu Jingjing swallowed: "This, this is too good, right?"

"The best on the island." Zhen Xing said, "Teacher—"

Song Zhaodi raised her hand: "Stop, you go shopping tomorrow." Pointing to the top of the refrigerator, "The change is in that cardboard box. Wait, hurry up and see if Gengsheng has taken my change away."

"No way." Zhen Xing said, "The salary of the regenerator is not low, and his salary is not given to you. He has money in his hand, so what is he doing with your money?" After speaking, he took it down and took a look, "It should be all there. ."

Song Zhaodi: "I asked him about his salary, and he said that his money is of great use, and he doesn't know what to do."

"Don't worry about him in the future." Zhong Jianguo put down his chopsticks, "Is there chili oil in the refrigerator? Chili oil bibimbap is better than green vegetables."

Zhenxing: "Yes, it was taken away by Zhengang when he left."

Zhong Jianguo couldn't help sighing: "What day is this called?"

"Stop complaining, it's all your son, you owe them." Song Zhaodi said, "Don't stare at me, everyone said that children are all debts."

Zhong Jianguo: "When he comes back, I won't break his legs, my last name is his."

"His grandfather wished you had his surname." Song Zhaodi gave him some lettuce. "Eat it. In 1960, you couldn't eat such a good dish if you wanted to."

Liu Jingjing nodded: "My mother said that in the 1960s, our family ate one meal a day, often for a week, before we could get food."

"Did you hear me?" Song Zhaodi gave him some radishes again, "I fried this with lard, it's better than the pork ribs."

Zhong Jianguo didn't believe it, so he ate a little and couldn't help but open his eyes: "Mr. Song, has your craft improved again?"

"If you don't make progress, you already divorced me." Song Zhaodi changed her words, "Since you like it, why do we still eat like this at night?"

Zhong Jianguo: "Okay. I'll eat at the camp at night."

Song Zhaodi was speechless: "Fortunately you are in my family. If my eldest sister's family"

"I can spend two months with her at most." Zhong Jianguo said, "No more."

Liu Jingjing wanted to laugh: "Is it such an exaggeration?"

"Yes." Zhen Xing said, "Yesterday when my aunt was cooking, Gengsheng's face changed. I have never eaten her cooking, and Gengsheng said it was worse than uncle's."

Zhong Jianguo: "Don't compare me to her. No matter how bad I make it, it's better than hers."

"You got it." Song Zhaodi brought him some food again, "When you're done eating and head to the camp, drop by the post office and send the sweater I knitted for Sanwa, the scarf and gloves Jingjing knitted for him. I won't go out in the afternoon, I'll make buns for you."

Zhong Jianguo said quickly, "Meat buns."

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the non-staple food factory to see if there is any meat." Song Zhaodi said, "If I can buy it, I'll make braised pork for you at night."

After one o'clock, Song Zhaodi went to the non-staple food factory and only bought lean meat, not pork belly. In the evening, Zhong Jianguo, who finally smelled the meat, didn't eat braised pork and didn't talk about it. He just went to buy vegetables early in the morning the next day.

After eleven o'clock, Zhenxing and Liu Jingjing came home to cook and saw that the refrigerator was full. Zhenxing was quite satisfied, Liu Jingjing couldn't help but say, "Let's give the teacher 30 yuan a month, will it be a little less?"

"The teacher said, let's save money for two years first, and then we have children, we can't be too busy, we can hire a babysitter." Zhen Xingdao, "The teacher said that a newborn child needs to be fed every two hours, and a babysitter will help you take care of it. Come on, take it easy."

Liu Jingjing: "Is it a lot of money to ask a nanny?"

"If you ask for half a year, even if you give 50 yuan a month, it's only 300 yuan." Zhen Xingdao said, "When the child is seven or eight months old, if you find it troublesome to breastfeed, we will give him milk powder."

Liu Jingjing couldn't help but say, "As you say, raising a child costs a lot of money."

"We can only raise one." Zhenxing reminded her.

Liu Jingjing thought for a while: "You are right, I will listen to you."

Zhenxing didn't say, he still had more than 1,000 yuan, which was in the boxes in their brother's rooms upstairs. It wasn't that he deliberately hid it from Liu Jingjing, but that Zhenxing planned to find out the nature of his brother-in-law and brother-in-law, and then told Liu Jingjing that he had already thought about the reasons, and Song Zhaodi helped him save it.

Song Zhaodi didn't know about this, she always thought that Zhenxing took the money. If you know that Zhenxing is hiding "private money", you will definitely criticize Zhenxing.

Having said that, Gengsheng took away the food at home, afraid that Zhong Jianguo would really beat him, so he didn't dare to come back on weekends. After two weeks, the weather became cold, and had to come back to get thick clothes before dared to land on the island.

He was even more afraid that Zhong Jianguo would settle accounts in the autumn, so he ate lunch at home and ran away with his clothes in the afternoon.

In the evening, when Zhong Jianguo returned home, he saw only Song Zhaodi, Zhenxing and Liu Jingjing, and sneered, "Where's that boy Gengsheng?"

"I'm afraid you'll beat him." Song Zhaodi said, "I asked him to stay at home for one more day. He told me that he was busy with work. If you walk on the front, he will find a fishing boat to take him out on the back."

Zhong Jianguo said angrily, "Run fast. By the way, has Erwa's staff dormitory been built yet?"

"How can it be so fast." Song Zhaodi said, "one building for men, one building for women, and another building for couples. Although they are all two-story buildings, it will take another month."

Zhong Jianguo: "It's almost New Year's Eve, is it too late?"

"It's too late." Song Zhaodi said, "It's almost the same outside, just no glass, no powder walls, no doors. I told my mother that my sister named Goudan will come back on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. When she comes, I will do it early. All right."

Zhong Jianguo: "What about the workers?"

"Twenty people will do at the beginning, it's easy to find." Song Zhaodi said, "It's just that the machine is not easy to buy."

Zhong Jianguo: "Did you call Big Brother?"

"I told Erwa to find the eldest brother myself." Song Zhaodi said, "He will be on vacation in a few days. The factory is his factory, I will do everything for him, and what else do I use him for, I will directly—"

Zhong Jianguo interrupted her: "You just resign? Don't even think about it."

"Just say it casually, look at you in a hurry." Song Zhaodi said, "Actually, workers and machines are trivial matters. If Erwa can discuss with Lian Lie's eldest daughter, they will jointly run a clothing magazine. When Erwa buys a sewing machine, she will pay on credit. , everyone is willing to sell it to him."

Liu Jingjing was curious: "Why?"

"The clothes made by Erwa are in newspapers, so I don't have to worry about selling them. The factory doesn't worry that he won't be able to pay back the money." Zhen Xing said, "Erwa will be back in a few days?"

Song Zhaodi shook her head: "I didn't say it. It might take a week." However, no, she came back just after Laba Erwa.

When Erwa got home, he told Song Zhaodi that he had negotiated with Lian Lie's eldest daughter, Lian Hui, and that she would also find the model. He would bring his clothes to the imperial capital tomorrow and hold a clothing exhibition at the Temple of Heaven, and Lian Hui would bring someone over there. Photograph.

Song Zhaodi was most worried about this matter. After hearing what Erwa said, she felt relieved and gave Erwa a stack of money and told him to find Zhong Weiguo. However, Erwa did not pick up.

Song Zhaodi wondered: "Do you think you have less money?"

"No." Erwa said, "You can go with me. Mother, I know what he will say to me before I see the uncle. If you don't go, he can train me to be a grandson."

Song Zhaodi: "I called your uncle, and your uncle said he would help you."

"That's not what my uncle wrote to me." Erwa said, "I persuaded me not to set up a factory. Being a judge has a better future than being a businessman. The letter is in the bag. I'll find it. It's almost like saying that I'm not doing my job right now."